Thursday, 22 November 2012

OUT AND ABOUT DOING ADVENTURES IN A BUZZARD WITH MY FRIEND I SPOT A RELATIVELY CAUTIOUS LITTLE LAMB IN LOCAL. HE OPENS UP A CONVO WITH ME.

Harry Gold > warning pirate in system
Firelight Morgenstern > hi

Firelight Morgenstern > I just reading local I was away from keys eating who was it haha?
Harry Gold > I do not know but it was - 10))
Harry Gold > be careful they can kill
Firelight Morgenstern > oh damn. evil pirates
Harry Gold > Yes I not play for that style haha )

Firelight Morgenstern > did you see a ship type? we could try kill it if it comes back?
Harry Gold > Excuse I dig)) to me in any way to be at war is against my principle)
Harry Gold > And a vessel did not see sorry
Firelight Morgenstern > yes war is bad

Firelight Morgenstern > I think they all left system and left their probes on scan haha
Harry Gold > lol combat probes?
Firelight Morgenstern > hmm
Firelight Morgenstern > strange
Harry Gold > Has not understood? are you the combat probes?
Firelight Morgenstern > no not me friend I think they left them
Firelight Morgenstern > strange how they would leave the system and forget to take probes haha
Harry Gold > I think people are trying to kill me
﻿Harry Gold > I while leave now good luck to you))!
Firelight Morgenstern > good luck friend from Belarussia
Harry Gold > by Mongolian o7

Since my last post way back in March, which wasn't really a post of any interest, more a pic. I have changed my image somewhat. My own Mother wouldn't have recognised me (if she hadn't have been kidnapped by those pirates and sold to a life of paperwork in a Caldari corporate office that is) or something.

Anyway, I'll keep my old pic on the blog bio, just in case CONCORD show up accusing me of using somebody else's pilot's licence.

Straight cut down to the bone. Clean shaven these days too. I heard that some ladies like that, non?

How you doin?

I hope to find some decent killmails soon too. I did pod some n00b who was loitering outside a station in Egbinger. Took home some bacon from the bounty office too.

Bounties. Looking through my old paperwork it seems I'm quite good at this actually. Same guy twice, notorious criminal type. Life is good, and why shouldn't it be? I'm a bounty hunter ... or am I?

Bounties are changing soon.

Maybe I could become a professional bounty hunter warrior type? I might see what the pension is like first.

Thursday, 15 March 2012

IF ONLY IT WASN'T IN HIGH-SEC! I TELL YOU, THERE IS SOMETHING WRONG ABOUT THIS. I SAT IN THE BELT AND WATCHED HIM FOR A GOOD FIVE MINUTES. FIVE MINUTES I WILL NEVER GET BACK. TO MAKE MYSELF FEEL BETTER I HAD A QUICK LOOK IN THE MIRROR AND CARRIED ON MY WAY.

Sunday, 22 May 2011

WARPING AROUND THE BELTS IN BOSENA SOLAR SYSTEM IN MY BADGER MARK II I WAS CHASING AROUND A RIFTER PILOT WHO WAS KEEN TO INTRODUCE HIMSELF BUT WE KEPT MISSING EACH OTHER.

BADGER MARK II

DRAT. THEN I REMEMBERED THE FLUX COILS IN THE BADGER'S THRUSTERS WERE FAULTY AND DID IN FACT ACT AS A SUB-VELOCITY TIME MACHINE (OF SORTS). I QUICKLY ENGAGED MY WARP DRIVE AND SET WARP SPEED TO 88 MPH. AT THIS EXACT POINT IN TIME THE SHIPS ON BOARD RADIO SYSTEMS SPRANG INTO LIFE AND GLORIOUS MUSIC FROM THE PAST SPURTED OUT OF THE SPEAKERS.

WARP DRIVE ACTIVE

THE CREW BEGAN TO WHOOP AND SING AS WE EMERGED FROM OUR WARP BACK IN TIME AT THE PREVIOUS BELT - RIGHT ON TOP OF THE PESKY RIFTER.

MARCONI PLAYS THE MAMBALISTEN TO THE RADIODON'T YOU REMEMBER?

WHAT FOLLOWED WAS SPECIAL,GROOVY, MAGICAL. WEBBED AND NEUTED AND A LITTLE TECH ONE BLASTER PLINKING AWAY AT THE IMMOBILIZED RIFTER - LOCAL CHAT SPRANG INTO LIFE.

Nigel VII > he's attacked

NOW THERE'S JUST ME AND THIS DUDE IN HERE, SO I SCRATCH MY HEAD AND CARRY ON WITH THE TASK IN HAND. YOU TALKING TO ME HUH? I REMAIN SILENT.

Nigel VII > you got web or scram?

BOTH

Nigel VII > shit, myu cap is done

THE CAPACITOR IS EMPTY

Nigel VII > he's got me webbed, crap he's hurting me

INSERT SHRIEKING ALARM NOISES HERE

Nigel VII > i'm trapped

HALP ME

I'M LOVING THIS, I'M LOLING TO MYSELF AND MY CREW IS RUNNING AROUND THE BRIDGE LIKE DEMONIC PRIMATES.